Right about the time Julio Lugo led off the bottom of the 8th inning with a single, Ciera came out of her room to inform me she was ready for me to come tuck her in, say her prayers, and go to bed.I asked her if she wanted to watch the bottom of the inning with me, and so it was that we found ourselves with her head resting on the bannister, my arm around her shoulders, and both of us hoping for a miracle.
Next thing you know, Jacoby and Pedie single, making the score 4-2, Diamondbacks. JD strikes out, Manny hits a funky ground ball to 3rd that results in him being thrown out at first and Ellsbury and Pedroia at 2nd and 3rd with two out.
Thanks to a Mikey Lowell wall ball double, the score is tied, I'm freaking out, and Ciera is laughing and giggling like there is no tomorrow. I gotta say; when Tek hit that single that scored Lowell, I'm not sure who was happier, her or me.
One Jonathan Papelbon save later, and the Sox win 5-4 in one of, if not THE most exciting game I've seen so far this year.
It's the newly famous "Ciera Mojo" at work.
There was no easy way to tell her that from now on, whenever the Sox are losing going into the bottom of the 8th inning at Fenway, she's gotta get out of bed and lay her head on the bannister while I give her a hug. So I kissed her good night, we said our prayers, and I closed her door, silently apologizing for the lack of future sleep she'll have to endure.
I wonder how many more years I've got before she realizes I've completely lost my mind.
19 comments:
Ted, Im sure Ciera knows you've lost your mind. you have friends on a board
Yeah, you're probably right Tex.
I'd just like to think she still thinks her Dad is normal.
"Friends on a board"
Heh.
you do realize you have to forbid her to do something unsafe...something that you've done. :)
You're gonna have to be more specific, Tex.
That sorta covera a lot of territory. ;)
meet friends on the internet silly.
AHHH.
Yep, you're right Tex. Now, tell me how I explain to her all the degenerates I've met are OK?
This parenting thing isn't as easy as it looks.
who you calling degenerate?
It's too bad you weren't in the van when I brought her home yesterday. I didn't know they could be that quiet. :)
Not you, Tex. Definately not you. ;)
Edge, I heard they were just a little bit tired. ;) She had a blast, btw.
One word: Certifiable. It's almost a Red Sox fan requirement. :thumbs up emoticon:
Redbeard, I think it's in the genes if you're a Sox fan, you're just a little on the weird side.
Not in a bad way, mind you.
Poor Ciera, she's probably going to realize that her father's lost his mind a little earlier than you've planned =p.
I'm convinced that because I was there Monday, they came back Sunday and yesterday just to go against me.
Yeah, you're probably right Krystle. And just think of it like you brought 'em luck!
That's true Ted, I can think of it that way =].
Always a silver lining, Krystle.
Ted, that picture is gorgeous. And even if she thinks your insane now, she's going to love that new superstition in a little while. :-)
Thanks Bridget. And you're right; she'll be a great game watcher in a few years.
The question is...how are you going to get her over there, say, 20 years from now, when she's married and stuff (I know...you don't want to think about that stuff, yet)? But I can see it now.
Phone rings...
Ted: Ciera, get over here NOW, the Red Sox are losing!
Ciera: *whining* Daaaaad....
Ahahahahah.....
::sticks finger is ears, yells lalalalaican'thearyou::
I'm locking her in a castle like Rapunzel one day, Bickley.
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